That Girl

That Girl

A Poem by Kaden Elias Sylvers

They say, you’re just a girl,

they see you walking out there,

protein bar in hand, and they say you’re

just a girl, another wannabee, why can’t you

just be yourself, why you always wanting to be

someone else?

 

They don’t see,

Buzz cut, spiky hair,

girl you’re leaning against

that age-old oak tree with

an ancient, angry glare in your eyes,

they don’t see, they say, you’re just a girl,

you’re weak, you better watch out when you

ride your bike past midnight, better be ready to

catapult off that men’s bike you’re riding and kick him

in the balls, except they don’t think you can, don’t think you would,

except hand me a gun and I won’t hezitate to shoot, this s**t ain’t for the

weak at heart, you gotta stand up and just run, just be yourself no matter what

they tell you, and if they say you’re tryna be someone else it doesn’t matter because

you ain’t, you just living life, dangerously,your black combat boots pumping on the wheels

and racing towards the masculine side of the moon because those men are dead now and you’re

ready to take over, hell yeah you are.

 

They say, you’re just a girl,

sitting on the edge of the moon just wishing she would see,

oh what a world it would be, if gender ain’t real, but they say you’re just a girl

but you can wait and see if you want, lay out on the grass at night and whisper

raw feelings to no one, confess your secrets to the blank lot of grass beside you,

picking at the grass and balling up your fist and tearing the grass apart because you’re

so angry that she can never love you, not that you could ever tell her that you love her,

because they say, you’re just a girl, just a girl who wants to be a boy, but what if I told you
none of that s**t was real, I’m just this ninja cloaked in black waiting for you to see, waiting for

you to see that you’re the world to me, but I don’t even know how to enter your world (because they say I’m just a girl, just a girl drinking protein shakes and pretending to be strong, well it ain’t pretend but I don’t really care about strength, I just wanna be me, when will the world see that they will never force me to conform, you see I’m not just a girl, but no one sees)

 

They say, you’re just a girl

tryna live in a man’s world

but that ain’t true,

because all I want is you.

 


© 2011 Kaden Elias Sylvers


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Added on January 23, 2011
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Kaden Elias Sylvers
Kaden Elias Sylvers

Pittsburgh, PA



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I'm Kaden. Second shot at this website, only making a new account because I changed my name and couldn't change my url... Anyways I'm a writer and a martial artist. And ftm. Cause I'm awesome like th.. more..

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